Thunder Dome Thunder Bringer

Maman needed him home. Chaudry could not ignore such a thing.

Should Tousaint wish to return, he was sure that he would. There was no sense in continuing to search for what was not lost.

The vale was his goal. His home, though it did not yet feel as though it was. Maman had done her best. Growth was slow, but she appeared confident and so he would be too. He could see the change in her. She had grown to be more assertive, her anxieties surrounding the ridge had lessened. Grandmere would be proud.

He could not help but miss his natal pack. His brother's, aunts, uncles, and cousins. He wondered if any of them may join him some day.

He sighed, shaking the thought from his head.